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Who: Sadamitsu, Simon, Lagann, Junk, and Kulon
What: Beating (some sense into) Sadamitsu
When: March 27
Where: Somewhere in the Poyi Mountains
Sadamitsu had been camping out in the Poyi Mountains for the past two weeks, alternating between intense focus on training and being depressed. Nothing that Junk or Kulon had said to him had had any impact, and they were both worried about him, although as usual it was hard to tell with Junk. Kulon, for his part, had been feeling progressively weaker over the past few weeks, like he was coming down off of the high that evolving gave him.
Sadamitsu had been copying something that he'd seen in samurai movies, and was currently sitting under a waterfall in his boxers, trying to keep his mind blank. Every so often though, his mind wandered, either to how cold he was or to what had happened. Mostly he kept thinking about what he had done under the effects of the virus, which was far more of a distraction than the water.
Dammit! I can't even meditate properly! How the hell'm I gonna resist the next virus like this!?
The sound of the waterfall drowned out anything else that Sadamitsu and Kulon might've heard. Even Junk's sensors would have trouble picking up anything else, unless it was loud or fairly close.
What: Beating (some sense into) Sadamitsu
When: March 27
Where: Somewhere in the Poyi Mountains
Sadamitsu had been camping out in the Poyi Mountains for the past two weeks, alternating between intense focus on training and being depressed. Nothing that Junk or Kulon had said to him had had any impact, and they were both worried about him, although as usual it was hard to tell with Junk. Kulon, for his part, had been feeling progressively weaker over the past few weeks, like he was coming down off of the high that evolving gave him.
Sadamitsu had been copying something that he'd seen in samurai movies, and was currently sitting under a waterfall in his boxers, trying to keep his mind blank. Every so often though, his mind wandered, either to how cold he was or to what had happened. Mostly he kept thinking about what he had done under the effects of the virus, which was far more of a distraction than the water.
Dammit! I can't even meditate properly! How the hell'm I gonna resist the next virus like this!?
The sound of the waterfall drowned out anything else that Sadamitsu and Kulon might've heard. Even Junk's sensors would have trouble picking up anything else, unless it was loud or fairly close.